All The Bulbous Accidents

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Featuring the track “Unentranscended”, by Turkish Queen.

 

Based on the poem:

All The Bulbous Accidents, by Sarah Pearlstein, 2004

Ingrid cuts onions like they’re from Saturn.

They turn into miniature rings, the core bitter

Broit mit pitter*, no, she eats onion bits

She likes the tang, like alien blood,

She broods about her yellowed fingers,

She is the flower of a pest of a sun;

It persists in shining into

The basement

revealing sleep,

 

A dreamer’s nest.

 

Sleep is not dark, it is nothing like

the wounded moon

Either, it is Technicolor wonders about

Travel and Blue glass natural vases,

Held with green rope, swaying slowly

On the White terra cotta node of an

Obtrusive wall,

So delicate next to it,

African violets growing slowly

Within the cobalt bowl,

Or it is the nutrient sprinkled white

earth in that same bowl making

The flower grow,

And smells like all

It will grow,

Terrifying poor Ingrid

With all its’ useful ways.

She fears being planted,

Due to the bulbous accidents

Which are grown

So many layers down.

 

*Bread with butter.

 

 

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3 Responses to “All The Bulbous Accidents”

  1. Seneca Haynes says:

    This is smooth and I enjoyed the experience of the piece. I would like to see more exploration in this kind of expressive media. Thanks for sending a note to me about it!

    ~Seneca

  2. warren lynch says:

    Squiggly goodness! This is a movie about bembs, which there are not enough of. And you made them so bembic!

  3. Terra says:

    Wow! Juliet you are so talented! I love Sarah’s poetry and you have really brought it to life in a new and special way!

    Thank you…!

    Terra

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